You could probably hear a collective sigh of relief around the state of Maryland this past weekend. We made it to full term! Finally!
I had my doc appointment last Tuesday which did not turn out as expected. I found out that my platelet level is too low. They told me that it was well below the norm and that there would be a chance that I might not be able to have an epidural or a c-section. So that would leave me with only one option- NATURAL childbirth. That is an idea that I have never even entertained. Especially considering that Chase is sunny side up, which is next to impossible for someone my size to deliver vaginally anyways. They tested my blood again to see if it got any lower. If it did, then they would probably treat me with steroids. Luckily, the nurse called me on Thursday and let me know that my platelet level went up a tad bit and they would just keep watching it. It is still not near normal, but I guess it is acceptable for now. So it sounds like I will be tested each week. I know it is routine to test your platelets before you receive an epidural in the hospital anyways.
I also found out that I have an overactive thyroid which is probably caused by the pregnancy. They are going to watch it instead of treating it since I am so close to delivering. My iron level is okay, so we are good to go there. I just have to keep taking iron supplements.
So let me tell you, this week's belly picture sent me into a crying fit. I can't believe I am this huge! I am so blessed to be carrying a child, don't get me wrong. However, I can't help the fact that I am so grossed out by my appearance. No amount of make up, hair product, or clothes can make me look attractive these days. I know it comes with the territory of being in the last few weeks of pregnancy, but it is starting to get to me. My hands are so swollen that they are painful. I can't feel my fingertips anymore. It hurts to hold a pen or silverware. I can barely make a fist. I am starting to have painful pelvic pressure, which leads me to believe we are close to the end. It feels like I am bruised down there. I hope this means Chase is making his way down!
Yesterday I had an insane amount of energy! I baked a dozen blueberry muffins, made homemade beef stew, baked buttermilk biscuits, did three loads of laundry, folded and put away all of the extra bed linens for both bedrooms, put groceries away, cleaned, and went for a long walk with Matt and Bailey. The scary thing was that I was still energized at the end of the day! I am in nesting mode. But today it is Sunday, and I can't find anything to do around the house. Everything is done and ready for our little bundle of joy to arrive!
I am so bored that I can hardly take it anymore! I would like to go shopping or go get a manicure and pedicure. But I am too nervous because of the germs out there. Every single day on the news, they are talking about the swine flu and it's deadly effect of pregnant women. Grrrrrreat! They show "swine flu victims" every hour on TV on ventilators fighting for their lives. Just what I want to hear. So basically, I am better off being bored in my house safe from the germs. Not to mention that I can't drive anymore because my belly sticks out too far which creates a problem with my short legs being able to reach the pedals. So I just stay home and call it a day. Maybe I can vacuum again! Or dust! YES! That is what I will do! I am starting to scare Matt with my cleaning obsession.
Ok, people...be honest....I know you just want to gasp in disbelief at how HUGE I am, so here is your chance! Enjoy!
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